I started singing at 12, around the fire in the scout fields playing my first guitar that the professor of Italian gave me as a gift. I'm grateful for the music that has guided my whole life,
made it magnificent and made sense to everything. It has given thickness to love, total love: for my children, for the man I love, for my dog, for my friends, for the guitar, for theater, for poetry, for life, for the rainbow, the sun, the rain, the wind,
the night, the stars, the trees, the sea, the dreams, the passion.

POESIA E MUSICA

Mix of poems by Pablo Neruda put on music by Victor Jara and Violeta Parra

Singing

"...e un papavero rosso tra i capelli...così!"MADAMA BUTTERFLY

To sing it is like breathing to me. It is impossible not to do it. I grew up in a family where music was loved. My grandfather played the mandolin and
painted by copying postcards. My mother played the piano when she was young, then it disappeared during the war.

My first love at 12th years old were the songs sung by Joan Baez and Bob
Dylan, and Fabrizio De Andrè.Then I started to love opera since I was 13th. I spent many afternoons with the opera book in my hands meanwhile I was listening the whole operas: CAVALLERIA RUSTICANA, LA TRAVIATA,
TOSCA, LA BOHEME... But my preferred was and is MADAMA BUTTERFLY by Puccini. That's why I chose CIOCIOSAN as a nickname. With this name I started my new life, after the separation from my first husband.

Seguidilla

Being on a stage in a ship or theater is no different: it's you with your story that counts, what you transmit, what you tell, what you know to perceive, and that turns into emotion for those
who listen to you and for you, you who are the source. Always thanks to music, an irreplaceable vehicle of emotions and joy.